Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Hungary and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Cymande to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Lou Christie,
Kool Moe Dee,
Zero Boys,
The Count Five,
Dave Gahan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
AZ,
The Associates,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sister Nancy,
KRS-One,
Max Romeo,
Erykah Badu,
Eurythmics,
Pierre Henry,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gang Green,
Skarface,
Camberwell Now,
Tom Boy,
Boz Scaggs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Charles Mingus,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
ABC,
Amazonics,
Gabor Szabo,
Spoonie Gee,
The Toasters,
Ornette Coleman,
Echospace,
Nation of Ulysses,
Aswad,
Visage,
The Skatalites,
The Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Neu!,
Average White Band,
Tubeway Army,
Todd Terry,
Chris & Cosey,
Traffic Nightmare,
Aaron Thompson,
Procol Harum,
Monks,
Jandek,
Joe Smooth,
The Neon Judgement,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Chrome,
Trumans Water,
Ten City,
K-Klass,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Harpers Bizarre,
Matthew Bourne,
The Walker Brothers,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.